“Where Were You?”

As every moment passes us by,

And every sad day leaves us wet,

I can’t help, but to ask myself, “Why?”

And conclude that that’s just what we get.

As every dark cloud shades our thoughts,

And every dark thought produces a scream,

I remember the feelings I’ve fought…,

I remember a fast, fading dream.

“Where were you when this was happening?  Where were you?”